“Ok, here Bee, it’s your turn,” Hound smiled handing the little VW Bug a present. “This one’s from me,” Bee grabbed for the gift.
By now some of the others were tearing open all the wrapped presents under the huge Christmas tree, even if it was only Christmas Eve. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were opening each other’s and Prime and Ironhide as well. Both Datsuns were over in one corner sharing “hot cocoa” and gifts. Even Gears and Huffer were somewhat into the Spirit. (At least for them). Everyone, except two, were enjoying the festival. Instead, they were off enjoying each other’s company under the stars outside.
Spice smiled and snuggled close to Jazz, “we’re lucky Hound cover’s our can ya know…” She sighed, “we really should tell Prime and the others bout us… seeing each other and all… even if Ratch’ll kill me if he finds out…”
“Ratch gets mad at everyone its no big deal,” Jazz chuckled and pulled out a gift from subspace. “We’ll tell the others when it’s the right time. Don’t worry about that tonight. Its Christmas Eve, so here open your present.” He quietly handed the tiny, even to a Transformer, jewelry box.
Spice smiled, “Jazz… you shouldn’t ha-”
“Just open it,” Jazz interrupted her, chuckling, as her optics grew wide throwing her arms around him.
“ Ohhh Jazz…Geess… it’s beautiful…” She marveled at the ring, “Jazz…this… this isn’t an engagement ring…”
Jazz blushed,” No, no, it’s a ring I bought a LONG time ago on Cybertron… granted it’s my old ring, just spiffed up. I uh thought you’d like it. I was afraid to get you a fancy ring. In your line ‘o work it might get stuck in someone.” He chuckled, “Ratchet would REALLY kill ya for that. Then he’d have to cut the ‘Bot back open and…”
Spice placed a hand over his mouth, “Ok, I get it,” she giggled. “It’s perfect Jazz…but I can’t take it. This is your ring.”
Jazz smiled, “No girl, it WAS my ring. It’s yours now. I know it ain’t very fancy, but...”
“It doesn’t need to be,” She smiled snuggling to his chest, kissing under his chin watching him blush. She reached behind and grabbed his present from subspace. “Yours isn’t as great but you’ll like it all the same.”
Jazz carefully unwrapped it, seeing a CD underneath,” Oh hey, thanks Spice! Been looking for some new tunes!” He looked over the old CD with some of his favorites. He smiled bringing her into hug. “Thanks babe,” He sighed. “This has been the best Christmas ever…I got you…a new CD…what more can I ask for?”
She winked mischievously, “I never said that was the only thing I gotcha either, Jazz. I have one more thing thatcha can’t wrap,” with that, she kissed him fully. Jazz looked at her in shock for a moment or two before he was also taken away. Gently he took a hand and reached up to her face to stroke her cheek.
Spice’s arms came up around his neck, dangling her hands down his back. Relishing in this new feeling before tenderly breaking the kiss. “Guess I’m not very subtle… am I…”
Jazz’s optics were still shut, his legs wobbling slightly, “That’s ok… you surprised me a little, I’ll admit…. Somehow I always thought the mech was supposed kiss the femme first.” He opened his optics, hugging her close, looking a little sheepish. “Besides… that was my uh my first kiss and all…” He chuckled a bit voice squeaking a bit.
Spice soothingly kissed his cheek, “I’m sorry…guess I shoulda warned ya. But then what fun would that have been?”
“None at all babe,” he chuckled leaning forward, “none at all…” And before she had a chance, he kissed her back feeling her shutter under his hands on her shoulders and on his lips. He wished this could last forever. Just the two of them, under he stars, on Christmas Eve. It was perfect.
He was with the femme he loved. What more could he have wanted for Christmas than her in his arms and his first kiss. Slowly he let her lips go, looking into her eyes, “Merry Christmas Spice.”
“Merry Christmas Jazz.”
The End
